Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Its been super busy around our house this month.  So I'd gotten behind reading my new favorite blog, Wovember.  I kicked back on the couch tonight in my favorite flannel gown, nestled amongst all my glorious wool tree skirt shards and bobbles.  Today's work with lime green felt trying to recreate, "Toothless," from the book, "How To Train Your Dragon," set aside for the night.  

In the adjoining room, Darling Daughter sat quietly with a pot of indigo ink and a quill writing a letter to her friend.  For fun.  We will be picking up this friend for Spanish class tomorrow.  Never mind such trifles and practicalities.   A letter handwritten with love, ink, and a quill is what was wanted and she was hard at work.  The house was quiet, warm, cozy.  I think the men were playing MTG upstairs.

Imagine my surprise to find a blog post about a letter handwritten with love, indigo ink, and a quill.  Concerning the mythic journey of a shepherd's crook, hand carved, balanced for the farmers hand as well as the neck of the sheep.  

Ancient technology, the realization many older skills are sustainable where modern ways are not, the fecundity of past lifestyles mix with our modern lives of Plastic Fantastic, digitista, and all things instantaneous.   What fascination, its almost living Steampunk, this hybrid mix.



2 comments:

  1. Isn't this a cool time to be alive? I'm so glad for hot water and flush toilets, for cell phones and washing machines.

    You get to choose the pieces from the past you enjoy and find meaning in and it's great. love, Val

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  2. It is a very steampunk combo. Love it!

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